Chapter 144 Sweet Like Ice Cream
- Eva
- In the privacy of our room, Eva and I eagerly devoured instant noodles, the sound of contented slurping and satisfied hums echoing softly.
- Unable to stomach the peculiar flavors of Mother's cooking, we had discreetly made our way upstairs, seeking something more palatable. We'd tried our best to convince her that we were full, even though our stomachs ached with hunger.